Secrets of a Side Bitch (14 page)

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ourteen

Thursday, October 10, 2013

Omari

“Omari, where the fuck are you?! I have been calling you all night! Its six o’clock in the morning!”

             
I cringed as Aeysha screeched into the phone. I was pulling off from in front of Simone’s crib while wiping crud from my eyes.

             
“Baby, I am so sorry. I got drunk and passed out at Ching’s crib. I’m on my way.”

             
She said, “Okay, Omari,” but it was with a whole lot of attitude.

I knew she was pissed.

              “I’ll be home in a few minutes.
              She hung up without saying another word.

             
I knew that she had been up all night because she was calling me all damn night. After fucking Simone, I dozed off. Admittedly, that pussy had worn me out. I had missed it way more than her. I showed her how much I missed it too- all night. I couldn’t blame it on liquor, because I hadn’t had one drop to drink. I honestly loved fucking that girl, and she knew that. If she was willing to fuck me knowing about Aeysha, that was on her.

             
The other bitch willing to fuck me knowing about Aeysha, Eboni, was calling me nonstop all night as well. She probably saw that my car wasn’t outside all night and decided to see what I was on. That bitch was really getting on my nerves. Every few days she was at me for a few dollars and some dick. It only took her one time to insinuate that she would tell my girl for me to know that she was capable of doing so. But once me and Aeysha closed on the house in Riverdale next week, we would be outta there soon and I wouldn’t have to fuck with that trifling bitch Eboni no more.

             
“Hands on the car!”

             
I had gotten out of my car and made it to the curb when two detectives came out of nowhere with guns drawn! I put my hands up right away. When I turned around to put my hands on the hood of my whip, one of them started searching me.

             
“Are you Omari Sutton?”

             
“Yea, man.”

             
“I need you to come down to the station with us for questioning.”
              Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw Eboni in her living room window looking outside. I made an obvious gesture towards the top floor, hoping that she had sense enough to know that that meant to tell Aeysha what she saw.

             
After frisking me, they let me stand up on my own and were a lot less aggressive.

             
“Questioning for what?”

             
The taller one answered, “Ron Johnson.”

             
I made a face like I didn’t even know who Ron was, but they weren’t buying it and escorted me toward the Crown Vic.

Aeysha

I couldn’t understand why
Eboni was banging on my door at damn near seven in the morning and yelling my name. Good thing I was up anyway waiting on Omari to come home.

             
When I opened the door, Eboni barged in frantically.

             
“Girl, the police just took Omari!”

             
“WHAT?!”

             
“Go look out the window!”

             
I rushed to the living room window with Eboni close behind me. I could see a navy blue Crown Vic pulling off. I recognized Omari in the backseat.

             
“Oh my God!” I slumped down onto the couch with my hands covering my face. I was horrified. I could imagine why he was arrested. Thinking of the possibilities scared the shit out of me. I started to freak out, thinking that my happily ever after was quickly turning into a nightmare.

             
First, Omari was suddenly back to his old bullshit- staying out all night- and now this!

             
“You think he got arrested?!”

             
Eboni’s suggestion put panic in my heart. Like I said, I could imagine why he was arrested. I knew he was working for Ching. How deep or how much, I was unsure though.

             
“Look, Aeysha.” Eboni sat beside me and touched my arm to get my attention.

             
I looked at her with tears in my eyes.

             
“You have to get yourself together. He might just be getting questioned for something, you never know.”

             
“Questioned for what though?!’

             
“Aeysha, calm down. Go get your phone to see if he has tried to call or text you.”

             
Taking deep breaths, I got up from the couch and went inside of the bedroom to get my cell phone off of the charger. Eboni was right. I had to calm down. Test results from my appointment a few weeks ago showed signs of preeclampsia, so I really needed to keep my blood pressure down. I rubbed my stomach to soothe it and me. I finally had a baby bump as big as a basketball.

             
Walking back into the living room and checking my phone, I was excited to see that Omari had text messaged me. If he had his phone and was using it, that meant at some point he wasn’t under arrest.

             
“He sent me a text saying not to worry, that he is just being questioned for some bullshit with Ching, and that he will be home in a little while.”

             
Eboni put her arm around me as I sat on the couch. “See? I told you there was nothing to worry about. We’ll just sit here and wait.”

             
“I can’t just sit here. I’ll go crazy! Let’s go up there.”

             
“To the police station?”

             
“Yes.”

             
“Hell naw! Don’t involve yourself and don’t give them any reason to. We just have to wait, girl.”
              “Well, let’s go get something to eat or something. I can’t just sit here.”

             
Eboni looked me up and down with a playful frown. I looked a hot mess. My hair was all over my head. I had on one of Omari’s t-shirts and mix match socks.

             
“Um, you ain’t goin’ nowhere with me lookin’ like that. Gone head and get your life. I’ll meet you downstairs in an hour.”

             
I was so worried about Omari, but my baby was hungry as hell. I figured it would be good to worry about Omari while I fed my face. But I prayed that after an hour, I would have heard from Omari.
             

Omari

Through surveillance, homicide detectives tied to me to Ching. After running my plates and then my name, they were able to tie my employment at UPS to the robbery that they were told about.

             
But I denied everything. I had logged the package in that day as delivered. There was no real customer that they were able to contact that would dispute that. With no physical evidence tying me to the robbery or murder, they had to let me go.

             
I knew that wasn’t the end of it though. Them motherfuckas wasn’t just gone leave it at that. Their investigation had only begun, and, soon enough, they were going to find where this trail was leading.

             
All of that was wracking my brain as I rode in the back of the Crown Vic back to the crib. These dics were being super nice to me, acting like they was cool with me, but I knew it was all just a ploy to get me to feel comfortable enough with them to start talking.

             
“Okay, Omari. If you have anything you want to tell us, holla at us.”

             
I didn’t even respond to Detective Howard as I got out of the car. I didn’t give a fuck about telling them shit. I only gave a fuck about figuring out what I was going to do. I didn’t know whether I should run, ride this shit out, or just take this charge that I felt like was coming any day.

             
I stood watching the Crown Vic pull off, wondering when they were coming back to get my ass for good. I was in a bad state of mind as I waited for cars to stop coming so that I could cross the street, head into the crib, and just hide in Aeysha’s arms for a lil’ while.

             
As I stared into space, I noticed somebody eyeballing me as it trailed the Crown Vic. It was noon by now, so I could make out Ching’s face plain as day. The way he was staring at me shook the shit outta me. It was eerie and scary as fuck. What was weirder was that this nigga didn’t say shit or stop his car. He just kept trailing the Crown Vic a few yards back in this beater I’d never even seen him riding in.

             
I shook the feeling and headed into the crib while checking my phone because I could feel it vibrating in my pocket. The text message on the screen made me stop in my tracks. It was from a number that wasn’t stored in my phone. Whoever it was called me a sucka ass nigga. Whoever it was said that they knew they couldn’t trust me and that they should have never started fucking with me. They said that I was a snitch and that they were going to shut me up.

             
I knew it was Ching. I couldn’t believe that this nigga would ever believe that I was a snitch. He was spazzing the fuck out. I simply texted him back that I hadn’t said shit and left it at that. I thought he responded, but it was a message from Aeysha instead saying that she was happy that I was home, was out with Eboni getting something to eat, and would be home ASAP.

             
Since Aeysha wasn’t in the crib, I turned right back around and headed towards my car while texting Capone to see if he was free to meet for a drink.

Simone

Once again I was stalking Aeysha’s Facebook page. It had become a daily routine for me. I caught myself on her page sometimes twice a day.

             
Everyday I saw something that sent me into heartbreak, but today I was all too pleased. She had tagged herself at Leona’s in Hyde Park, merely two blocks away from my house. I wasn’t even thinking as I jumped up and started throwing on clothes. It was like I was having an out of body experience. Maybe it was curiosity in seeing in the flesh the bitch who stole my man. Maybe it was the insanity in actually wanting to say something to this bitch.

             
I don’t know! Most importantly, I didn’t care. I couldn’t let this bitch be up under my man and in my fucking neighborhood! She couldn’t have everything!

             
I raced out of the house in jeans, boots, and leather blazer. Just in case, I threw on a pair of shades. My hair was up in a high ponytail. I glossed my lips as I sped down the three blocks towards the restaurant. I hopped out the car so fast that I damn near forgot to put it in park.

             
Once inside the restaurant, I immediately spotted that sloppy bitch sitting at the bar next to another chick.

             
“Ma’am, are you waiting to be seated?”

             
Quickly, I told the waitress, “No, I’ll sit at the bar. Thanks.”

             
Aeysha didn’t even see me coming as I approached the bar and sat beside her.

             
“Hi, Pretty Lady. What are you having?”

             
I told the bartender to give me a shot of Patron.

             
“Damn! She drinkin’ strong
early
!”

             
I giggled in response to Aeysha’s friend, all while sizing them up. These bitches were hood boogers with beauty supply hair and fake jewelry. Clearly Aeysha’s girl was wearing beauty supply store ballerina flats. Aeysha looked a little more expensive. She at least wore remy hair and Coogi. It was obvious that Omari’s money was benefitting her. But was this nigga really denying me for a bitch that wore Coogi and Reeboks?!

I couldn’t believe I was sharing my man with a bitch like Aeysha.
I just looked her up and down with a fake smile wondering why the fuck Omari felt so stuck with her.

             
Then I noticed her belly falling out of the bottom of her sweater, and I knew why.

             
“Girl, it’s been one of those days,” I told her friend with a laugh.

             
“Girl, I feel you. It’s been one for us too. That’s why I’m right with you!” Then she waved her drink in the air.

             
“What are you ladies drinking?”
              “Well,
I’m
drinking Jack Honey,” she answered me. “
She
isn’t drinking anything because she’s preggers.”

             
Aeysha smiled bashfully as she rubbed her stomach.

             
I told the bartender to get the girl another drink. Her loud ass was too excited. “Ooo, thank you, girl! Turn up!”

             
My skin crawled while I fought the urge not to roll my eyes.

             
“So how many months are you?”
              “Almost six,” Aeysha answered.

             
I was so envious of her smile. She looked happy and content. I wanted to smack that fucking contentment off of her funny looking ass face! I was so offended that she had the nerve to be so happy with what was
mine
.

             
It burned my throat to say, “Well, congratulations.”

             
“Thanks. It’s such a blessing.”

             
I continued to make small talk with these bugaboos, in particularly Aeysha. I asked them where they were from and where they worked. Since I knew from her status messages on Facebook that Aeysha wanted more for herself than her job at Pyson, I lied and said that I was a hiring manager named Tiana Bradley. When I told her to give me her phone number so that I could call her with some job leads, she fell right for it.

             
Having her number was enough for me at the moment. I didn’t want to do anything that jeopardized my future with Omari. Since we had sex the night before, I knew that he was still interested in me- in this pussy at least. But he wasn’t where I needed him to be just yet, so I didn’t want to turn him away by saying anything to Aeysha. So I excused myself, kept her number, and figured that since Omari was away from Aeysha, I would call him and try to hook up with him.

             
I was literally skipping out of Leona’s. Now that I had the opportunity to see this bitch in the flesh and had a conversation with her, I knew what Omari saw in me that drew him to me in the first place, despite having a girl. I was obviously more his speed and level. It was obvious that the only thing keeping him with this bitch was history and that baby.

             
Those were two things that I could change and acquire quite easily.

             
Just as I settled in the driver’s seat to call Omari, my cell rang. I anticipated it being Omari, but when I saw that it was Tammy’s mother, I cringed in irritation.

             
“Hi, Miss Douglas. Have you heard from Tammy?”